Sweet Child of Mine Chapter 13

Sorry for the very long wait for an update, I hope you guys are still with me. In this chappy there will be a glimpse into battle and a surprise visitor whom you may find a little OOC but bear with me.

Disclaimer : I don't own, I wish I did.

"Touching guys, but how would you like to get the hell out of here?"

"Sam I thought I told you to stay away" Cas said as he reluctantly removed himself from Dean's warm embrace, and sat up.

"I know you did, but I didn't come alone. We need to get you out of here now." Sam told Cas and Dean as he started to put out the flames out, with the water he had cleverly thought to bring with him.

"Sam, Cas is right… You shouldn't have come here." Dean said as Sam put out the last of the flames that surrounded them, and all hell broke loose around them.

"I told you Dean, I had helped…Now we need to get you out of here, and Cas needs to go and help the other's." Sam said, while taking hold of Dean's arm tightly. Knowing that his brother would fight him given the chance, but he didn't give him the chance. As he zapped them out of the room faster than his brother could react.

"Sam, what the hell?" Dean shouted as they appeared in the shabby living room of their dilapidated hideaway.

"Dean, I was just doing what I was told to do. You needed to get out of there" Sam said, trying to calm down his extremely pissed off older brother.

"And since when have you ever done anything you were told to do? They need us Sam… We should be there helping them, not running away and hiding." Dean yelled at the younger Winchester, barely holding his temper in check.

"Dean they are safer without us there. I know you don't want to hear it, but we would only slow them down and get one of them hurt or worse. I did the right thing, Cas would be vulnerable with you there Dean, both of them would be… You know they would both give their lives for you."

Dean knew that Sam was right, he would slow the angels down…But it didn't change the fact that Dean felt that he had abandoned them.

"Dean…Little Sam needs at least one of his parents with him, he needs you here to keep him safe." Sam said, guilty that he had to resort to using emotional blackmail on his older brother. But he needed to keep Dean safe at all costs.

"I guess you're right Sammy." Dean said reluctantly as he walked off in search of his son.

The fight wasn't going well, Cas knew it, they all knew it. He also knew that the time was coming to retreat and regroup, and it better come soon or they were all as good as dead. Michael's army was greater than any of them had anticipated. And to make matters worse the future angel was getting weaker and weaker with every enemy angel he faced.

"Castiel, how are you brother?" Raphael asked Cas as he saw the future angel beginning to slow down in battle.

He knew the angel wouldn't be able to keep fighting for much longer. And he was trying his best to intercept as many enemy angels as he could, before they could reach his fallen brother. Even as he did he could see the other Castiel fighting as hard as he could to keep the angels away from the much weaker version of himself. But as hard as they fought, and no matter how many angels they smote, more kept coming. It seemed as if all the angels that took the place of their fallen brothers and sisters, went straight for the weaker angel.

"I am fine brother." Cas finally managed to call out as he plunged his blade through another of angel's heart, watching as the light of his grace exploded out of him.

Castiel was just recovering from that small battle as another angel lunged at him, but he didn't even get close to brandishing his own sword at the angel, before a blade plunged deeply in his side, and he fell to the ground bleeding heavily at a smirking Michaels feet.

"Raphael, I believe our fight is over…Give me the abominations, and I will allow this pitiful excuse of an angel live. If not…" Michael said pulling his blood soaked blade from Castiel's side and raising it again so it rested over the fallen angel's heart.

"Michael you do not need to do this. Castiel has done no wrong" Raphael said taking a slow step towards his brother. "It is our father's will for him to be with the hunter. Our father wishes for the child to be born." He said as he took another step closer to the angry archangel and his fallen brother.

Michael looked down at the angel at his feet in disgust. There was no way in hell his father wanted this pitiful excuse to breed with a human, let alone one like Dean Winchester. Even if their father was still around, and these were his wishes. There was no way Michael would ever be able to let it happen.

"Raphael, our father wishes nothing from us anymore…Our father is gone, and the sooner you all realize that, the sooner the war will be over and we can all go back home." He spat bitterly at him, hoping to appeal to his brother sanity and get him on the right side of this battle, before he had to kill him to.

Castiel stood watching as his brother's fought a war of words between themselves. He could see the injured angel still knelt on the floor between Michael and Raphael. He was bleeding heavily and Castiel could see the faintest trace of his grace pulsating between the fingers of the hand he was holding over his wound. The angel was becoming weaker by the minute; he was struggling to keep himself on his knees. And Cas knew that he didn't have any time to waste if he was going to get the other angel out of there alive.

Castiel wondered if he would be able to make it past Michael and to the angel's side without killing them both. But he knew that his brother was faster, and far more capable in battle than he himself was. But he had to do something; the future version of himself was in a huge amount of pain and he couldn't bear to see it.

Castiel looked to Raphael, hoping that he could get the other angels attention. He needed to get Raphael to distract Michael somehow, so that he could make his move.

Raphael seemed to sense that Castiel was trying to get his attention and watched out of the corner of his vessels eye as the other angel gestured to him discreetly what he intended to do, and what he needed the archangel to do….They needed a distraction, and Raphael knew just what to do.

"Michael, don't you dare tell me about our father. He has spoken to me and he is highly disappointed in you…He believes you spent far too long with Lucifer in the cage and that our brother has corrupted you beyond redemption… I believe there is still hope for you brother. You can still redeem yourself Michael, please give up this foolish crusade…and give yourself over to our fathers will…" Michael let out a bitter laugh at his brother's statement.

"What if I don't want redemption?" He spat at Raphael, while Cas waited for his chance to get the injured angel out of the way of his warring brother's.

"Then I must fulfill father's order, and smite you." Raphael said sadly, taking another step closer to Michael, trying to force his way between the injured angel and Michael.

"Then smite away brother, if you can." Michael said as he moved his sword away from Castiel's heart preparing to fight the other archangel.

"Please Michael…don't make me have to do this." Raphael said as he finally took the last few steps around the angel, and getting ready to fight... Giving Cas the opportunity he needed to run to the injured angel's side and zap him away to safety.

"Bobby…" Dean shouted as he realized that the house was far too quiet.

"Bobby…." He called again, beginning to worry that Michael had found the hideaway, and his son.

Dean 's heart was pounding hard in his chest as he began to run from room to room, on the ground floor of the run down house.

"Sam, where the hell are they?" Dean shouted at his brother. Who had now caught the stressed hunter up in the living room.

Dean was going to have a break down, and Sam knew that he should answer him… But he could feel something in the house, but what was it? It wasn't a threat that he could tell straight away. It was a calm peaceful presence, no there was more than one…That when Sam realized that he could sense the older hunter and the little boys presence in the house.

"Dean they are here, I can feel them" Sam said, surprised that in his brother's time of need he had been able to summon the use of his new powers.

"Where Sam…?" Dean spat at him, as he gestured wildly around at the empty room and he knew Dean was still clearly on edge.

"I don't know, but I know they are here and their safe….I think that they may be sleeping." Sam said with a small smile.

Sam couldn't believe how fast the learning curve had been since Castiel had rescued him from his captors. He could feel himself open up to new powers all the time, and they were just so easy to use…He didn't need any tricks like he had with his demon powers, best of all was that there was no blood involved. Sam was realizing quickly that he liked his new angel powers.

"How do you know that… What if they are hurt Sam?" Dean shouted at him again; panic clearly taking over the older Winchester.

Sam searched again and was surprised by what he could feel and see now. Little Sammy was dreaming and he could see everything from the child's innocent perspective. Sam smiled as he saw Castiel as the little boy saw him, bathed in light like the shining sun…It was the most beautiful thing Sam had ever seen in his life. And he could feel the love, adoration and need the child had for his father. It took the hunter/angels breath away. He could also see and feel the way his brother appeared to his baby son. They had an overwhelming bond, he could sense that the child felt safe and warm as long as he was tucked into his father's strong arms. He felt that as long as Dean was around nothing bad could happen, it was clear to Sam that the little guy adored his brother and Castiel in the purest and simplest way…They where his world and it made Sam so happy that he got to share it with him.

"Sam…." Dean shouted again, punching him hard in the arm and disturbing Sam and breaking his connection with the sleeping baby. "We're meant to be looking for my son, your nephew and you're freaking daydreaming…What the hell is wrong with you?" Dean shouted again for good measure.

"Dean they are fine, they are both asleep upstairs." Sam said smiling at his brother. "He's dreaming about you and Cas, you know…it's just so sweet."

Dean stood looking at his brother in confusion. Who was dreaming about him and Cas…Bobby? That was just sick.

"Who is Sam?" Dean asked with discomfort evident in his voice and written all over his face. It amused Sam to see his brother react like that and at any other time he would have enjoyed screwing with him. But Dean's nerves were already frayed to snapping point.

"Your son…I wish you could see the way he sees you Dean, he just simply adores you and Cas I can't think of another way to put it, even though it is so much more than that. You are both the little guys' world." Sam said with a smile to his brother. He really wished there was a way he could share the memory with him.

"Really…" Dean said smiling back at his brother, before scowling. "Do you really think it's safe to be peeking into my son's dreams?" He asked his brother in all seriousness.

"I don't know, I will have to ask Cas." He said as said angel appeared in the room and began barking orders at them.

"Dean Help me…" Cas shouted at the hunter as he gestured to the injured angel in his arms. Dean instantly running over to him to help him lay the heavily bleeding Cas of the future on the couch as Cas began barking orders at Sam.

"Sam, go and wake Bobby and gather any bandages and medical supplies you can find and bring them back quickly." He said and Sam just nodded and Zapped himself out of the room.

"What the hell, how did this happen Cas?" Dean asked as he took a closer look at the future version of his angel as he lay so helpless and bleeding heavily on the sofa. In all the time Dean had known Cas he had never seen him completely helpless, not even when he was human. But that was what he was looking at now, and it tore his heart apart. If he didn't know any better, he would have said that the angel was about to expire. But that couldn't be the case, no it wouldn't be…Cas would die over his own dead body. With that thought he looked to his own Cas, and saw his own thoughts mirrored in the look he was giving the injured man.

"Dean, when Sam returns with the medical supplies, I need you to leave…It is just not safe for you to be here." His Cas said to him, while holding his hands firmly against the bleeding angels stomach.

"Why, what happened…What the hell is going on?" Dean asked the whole time thinking that he would leave the room only in a wooden box. The angel needed him, both of them did. He would not be like his other self, he would not walk away while his angels needed him…He would stay rooted to this spot, until he knew the angel was going to be ok.

Dean knelt on the floor next to the fallen angel and brushed a hand through his hair and gently down his cheek, as the angel let a strangled cry of pain escape between his lips, as he lent into the hunters comforting touch.

"He's going to make it, right Cas?" Dean asked looking up at the other angel in concern; the sad look the angel gave him told him everything he needed to know.

"I do not know Dean…Michael was very vicious with his blow. Castiel cannot heal as well as he should." The angel said so quietly, that Dean had to strain to hear him.

"But he will heal right? I have seen you get through worse things than this… Heal him Cas…Please." Dean begged the other angel as he felt tears prickle at his eyes. Cas just stood looking at him with the same sad expression, and it made Dean nervous.

"C'mon Cas…. I have seen you heal yourself of wounds that make this one look like a damn paper cut." Dean said gesturing the wound that his Castiel was holding tightly.

"I am not sure Dean. His grace has been pierced by Michael's blade and it is escaping through the wound. It is taking all my power just to hold it in Dean…I am sorry but I think we need to prepare for the worst." Cas told him, sounding the most human he had heard him in a very long time.

"Well you've got to do something. We can't just sit by and let him die….What about our son Cas? He needs him. C'mon you have to know of something, or someone…Please just think" Dean said as he felt the tears he had been trying so hard to hold in, slowly make their way down his face.

"I am doing everything I can; I just do not have the kind of power needed to heal this kind of wound. We need an archangel…Only they have the kind of power needed to heal this sort of wound." Cas said, his emotions getting the better of him now as he mourned the potential loss of the angel and the effect it would have on his son, on Dean…He could already see the pain his hunter was in, as tears washed down his face. He wished he could heal the angel and remove Deans pain, wished he could kiss away every single one of the fat tears that rolled out of his grief stricken eyes.

"Well call for one then dumbass…What the hell are you waiting for? Tell Raphael to get his feathery ass here now to heal him." Dean yelled at him, making the angel finch at the hostility the hunter aimed at him, the same hunter that had kissed him and told him he loved him a little over an hour ago. It hurt him, it really did. And Cas had to fight to keep the hurt that was almost consuming him, off his face.

"Raphael is busy fighting Michael, he gave us the chance to escape." Cas said angry that the hunter did not think that he had tried to call his brother, tried to call other angels that he hoped he could trust. But not one of them had, had the decency to answer his plea.

"Well call another; there must be one that is willing to help us out here." Dean said as he ran his hand through the angel's hair again.

"Archangels are in short supply Dean, or did you forget that…" Cas spit out at the hunter angrily. "Lucifer is in his cage, and he wouldn't have helped us…Gabriel is dead, Michael and Raphael are fighting…And Jophiel and Raguel will not answer my calls…. The best we can hope for Dean, is that I can hold in his grace until the fight is over and Raphael returns." But even as he said it, he knew it not to be the truth. He knew that the battle between his brothers would go on for…only his father would know long, and it would not end until one of them was dead. Even if Raphael beat Michael in the battle, he knew he wouldn't be back in time to save the weakening angel.

Castiel wished Gabriel was still alive, he knew that he would come if he called. Gabriel was also the only other angel that Cas thought would be able to heal the angel. He may have spent much of his time on earth as a trickster, he may have punished those he thought deserved it….But Gabriel was a good angel, he had proved that when he died to save the humans he served. Castiel knew that no matter how hard it was for other angels to understand, Gabriel would have understood his and Dean's relationship and would have excepted it…Grudgingly.

"Gabriel, I wish you were here brother." Cas silently prayed to a brother he was sure would never hear him.

Castiel was pulled from his silent prayer, by the sound of wings rustling. He was glad that Sam was back with the supplies, because he was having trouble curbing the blood loss the angel was suffering, along with the grace he was trying desperately trying to hold in. But he was surprised by the sight and sound of someone he never thought he would see again.

"Hi Cassie…I'm home. Did you miss me?" Gabriel said with his signature smirk. Castiel was glad he was here, and he had missed him if his prayers were anything to go by. But the angel was instantly on edge. Now his only thought was to protect the angel on the sofa, and the oldest Winchester.

"Oh c'mon Cas, if I were here to hurt you or Deano…Don't you think that I would have done it by now." The archangel asked raising an eyebrow at his brother, the way he was stood leaning over the sofa amused him. How on earth did his brother expect to protect anyone like that…Had he forgotten all his training from up in heaven, while hanging out with the Winchester ass-hat?

"I thought you were dead." Cas said while still trying to protect the injured angel and Dean, while trying not let go of the wound on the angels side. He knew that it would disastrous to Dean if he did.

"Oh I was Cas, Lucy really did a number on me. But thanks to your pets being dumb enough to get themselves caught by the God's and my subsequent rescue mission getting me found out and blood bound to Kali for all eternity…I found a little loophole out of death….Simple really. So here I am, still as gorous as ever" He said smiling at his brother, clearly pleased with himself.

"Well it's not as if I haven't missed you like a hole in the head. And I am pleased you escaped death again Gabriel, I am. It's just can we talk later and heal now." Dean said getting agitated at how long the banter had been going on, while Cas slowly slipped away.

"I always knew you cared Deano." Gabriel said with a flirty wink, and a raise of his eyebrow. "But if you want me to help with whatever you have gotten yourselves into this time, Cas needs to stand down. And tell me why the hell he called me." He said looking at his brother's tense stance as he remained hunched over the sofa.

"Cas, he's right, you need to let him help." Dean said quietly to his angel, buut Cas showed no sign of backing down. "Please Cas… you have got to let him help. Don't let him die, just because you can't trust your family." Dean said looking from his angel to the future version lying on the couch.

"I swear Cas I am only here to help you." Gabriel said as he slowly walked up to his brother. When he got close enough to his brother he laid what he hoped would be a reassuring hand on his shoulder, leaving his senses and mind open to his younger brother. Hoping that Cas would see that everything he had said to him was true. But something Gabe did not expect was to be hit hard by all the emotions his brother was feeling. Cas was scared, ashamed, happy and sad, embarrassed and pretty much confused by a feeling that Gabriel knew his brother couldn't name….But Gabriel knew that emotion well…Castiel was as jealous as hell over something.

"Cassie, I will not judge." Gabriel said as he felt his brother's tension lesson at his words. It was then that Gabriel heard someone call out quietly, clearly in a massive amount of pain. That's when he decided he needed to see what, or who else his brother was protecting and he lent over his brothers shoulder to look.

"What the…."

TBC

A/N Well I have found getting back into writing this a little harder, after what the writer's did to Cas. I hope this update is up to standards, please R/R Jaybee